The end of your masquerade, a matter of time
Intertwining lies, domination, control
Feed his twisted nature
It is sickening to see dreams die
A word of advice, fate's patience is growing short.
Fake down to your mind and appearance
You will fall short of the dreams to destroy
In time you will find yourself trapped in a corner
These four words my friend, I promise you will not forget
I am one of many that see through your lies
Hiding will do you no good, many seek revenge.
Soon to become a victim of what you live to create, and cannot have.
It is sickening to see dreams die
A word of advice, fate's patience is growing short.
Fake down to your mind and appearance
You will fall short of the dreams to destroy
